How Happy I was if I could forget
To remember how sad I am
- Emily Dickinson

Loving Someone hurts Like the little times it takes To Mourn A Lost Puppy
But Losing Someone You Love weighs more than The Latter Feeling
An Aimer For the Clouds
One Of the Most Poignant History in all Of the Stories I have Read

She was Only 16
Young and brave
She didn't Dream Of fancy...